Noah's Ark drifted silently through the cold, infinite void of space a sovereign ship sailing not just across stars, but across dimensions. It was a haven now, a vessel of hope and salvation, cradling species and souls from countless realms, each one fleeing destruction, clinging to belief.
Inside the vast, labyrinthine halls of the ark, buried within a sanctum few were allowed to enter, lay Adamus Vajra.
Tossing in his sleep, he writhed beneath thin, glowing sheets, his body wrapped tightly in silver-threaded bandages, each layer inscribed with sacred sigils and ancient healing rites. Every inch of him was sealed in holy cloth, but even divine mending couldn't silence the agony pain surged through him like wild lightning, violent and unpredictable. His muscles clenched. His lungs fought for air.
Then, with a sharp gasp, he woke screaming.
"Mom! NO!"
His voice cracked like shattering glass as he bolted upright.
A searing ache shot through his chest.
Clutching at his heart, he winced, eyes wide and wet.
Even awake, the pain lingered both the wound, and the memory of his nightmare.
His body bucked in pain, arms trembling violently as he tried to move. The effort alone sent shocks of agony through his torso. Bandages crinkled as his fingers clawed weakly at the sheets.
His vision blurred, heart pounding.
"What… what happened to me?" he muttered, blinking down at his bruised arms. "I knew I took a hit fighting that Pharaoh, but not like this… I can barely move…"
The chamber door slid open with a hiss, and in its frame stood Kiyohime, her eyes wide with disbelief.
She froze.
"He's… alive," she whispered.
Adamus turned his head, squinting. "Of course I'm a live" he began, but the words barely escaped before Kiyohime rushed forward.
She threw her arms around him, gripping him with a trembling fierceness. He flinched from the pain but didn't stop her.
"We thought we lost you," she said softly, her voice breaking.
Adamus blinked, stunned. "I'm not going anywhere. What do you mean 'lost me'?"
She pulled back, brushing the hair from his forehead with a tenderness that made his heart ache.
"After you collapsed from the battle," she said, "we carried you back here. You fell into a deep sleep no one could wake you. But that night… your body began seizing. You cried out, screamed, then then your heart stopped."
He stared at her, silent.
"You went cold, Adamus. I tried everything my healing magic, every technique I knew. Noah and Moses brought faith-water, sacred chants. Beings from across the ship tried too technomancers, healers, miracle workers. No one could bring you back."
She paused, her voice lowering to a whisper.
"We put your body here, in the Heart Chamber. Moses called everyone to pray."
She looked into his eyes, tears glistening.
"Maybe it worked. All I know is… I'm just glad you're here."
Adamus felt as if the air itself had vanished from the room. His voice came out low, stunned.
"...You're telling me I died?"
Kiyohime didn't answer with words. She only tightened her grip around his hand, her silence louder than anything.
Adamus exhaled shakily, eyes searching the ceiling as if the truth might be written there.
"It doesn't feel like I died," he murmured. "But… I kept having the same nightmare. Over and over again."
Kiyohime's voice was gentle. "What was it about?"
He swallowed. His eyes dimmed slightly.
"It was more than just a nightmare," he said. "It felt real. Too real. I was home… back in my district. But everything was gone. Just rubble. Shattered buildings. No sound, no life… Just silence."
He paused, his brows furrowing.
"And then… there was this figure."
His voice dropped to a whisper.
"Watching me."
Kiyohime leaned in.
"A figure?"
Adamus ". He kept appearing, fighting me. Every time I sleep he's there. He always finds me. Says I can't run."
He paused, a tremor in his voice.
"And every time, he kills my mother in front of me."
Kiyohime went still. A chill passed between them.
"…Did he say his name?" she asked.
Adamus nodded. "Yeah. Ravenna."
The name dropped like a stone in a quiet lake. Kiyohime's breath caught. Her face paled.
"You know him?" he asked.
She hesitated, then nodded slowly.
"…He's my grandfather."
Adamus's eyes widened.
Before he could speak, the door burst open, and a flurry of voices echoed through the chamber.
Moses, Noah, Hunter, Ham, Inanna, Aaron, and Miriam rushed in, their faces painted in disbelief and joy.
"Thank God!" Moses cried. "He's awake!"
Noah's eyes brimmed with emotion. "Welcome back, Vajra."
One by one, they surrounded him, embracing him carefully, whispering blessings and thanks. Miriam kissed his hand. Ham clasped his shoulder, tears glistening.
Then came the roar a distant thunder of voices, building fast.
From the corridors beyond the healing chamber, a flood of citizens beings of all shapes, colors, and worlds gathered like a tidal wave of devotion. Their shouts echoed through the ark.
"He's alive! Vajra lives!"
"I want to meet him!"
"He saved my daughter!"
"Please, let me thank him!"
"I want his autograph!"
"I want to marry him!"
The door shuddered from the pressure of the crowd.
Moses sprang to action, extending his staff. A radiant barrier of white energy flared up across the entrance.
"Enough!" he commanded. "He just returned to life. Give him time to heal. Let your prayers be his strength, not your noise."
But the crowd kept chanting.
"Vajra! Vajra! Vajra!"
The chanting never stopped.
"Vajra! Vajra! Vajra!"
It stirred something in him. Not just memory, Not pride.
Power.
He smiled faintly.
His arms still ached, his legs felt stiff as stone but somehow, as the chants grew louder, he felt lighter. As if the voices themselves were lifting him out of bed, pouring warmth into his shattered bones.
He slowly sat up. His friends and allies, crowded around, immediately moved to stop him.
"Adamus, no! Sit down," Kiyohime urged, reaching for his arm.
"You're not ready," Hunter said firmly. "You almost died."
But Adamus planted his feet on the floor, standing slowly deliberately. His frame was still lean, bandages wrapped tight across his chest and back, but he no longer looked broken.
"I'm okay," he said quietly. "Actually… I feel a lot stronger now. My body doesn't hurt as much."
He flexed his fingers, testing them. "I mean, I do heal quickly… but this is different."
He didn't know it, but his divine nature was already responding.
As a Bodhisattva Angel, the chants of the people acted like sacred mantras. Every call of his name was fuel to the fire of his being fortifying him, anchoring his being, empowering his very essence.
"Still," Hunter insisted, "you should rest."
Adamus looked at him, eyes soft but determined. "I just want some stretch my legs, guys. I've been trapped in a battlefield of nightmares for I don't even know how long. I need to move a little bit."
He stepped toward the door.
No one tried to stop him this time.
Together, the group made their way through the ark's gleaming corridors. The crowd awaited them, multiple Universe of creatures watching. As Adamus passed, they parted like waves before a prophet. People from galaxies unknown reached toward him, weeping, bowing, cheering.
"Vajra! Vajra! Vajra!"
He said nothing. But every step felt lighter. Stronger.
By the time they reached the top of the ark, under a sky full of swirling stars and unfamiliar constellations, the crowd began to disperse. Tasks needed doing. Systems needed repairing. The ark was still a living world.
Adamus sat at the edge of the bow, on a chair fashioned of simple steel and velvet. He looked up at the stars in silence.
Kiyohime and Hunter sat beside him.
Hunter broke the silence.
"That new transformation," he said, "those black wings… How did you do that?"
Adamus didn't answer right away. He simply breathed, as if he could still feel the phantom weight of those wings on his back.
"It's a long story," he finally said. "Let's just say… I had to tame the Black Lotus."
Hunter's brow creased. "Black Lotus?"
Adamus nodded slowly.
"I think that's why it seemed like I died. That transformation… it changed something inside me. My body couldn't handle it. And my soul"
He paused, his gaze distant.
"it must've partially become like the Black Lotus itself. Empty, Sunyata. Not gone, Just… untraceable. It was still there, but silent."
Hunter stared, eyes wide with unease.
"That's terrifying. If your soul had slipped even a little further… you might've never come back."
Adamus gave a grim smile, the corner of his mouth twitching.
"Yeah. Definitely not using those wings again unless it's life or death. The pain alone…"
He flexed his hand, watching it tremble slightly before settling.
"…It broke me. But now… I'm healing. Slowly. And I feel like I've become someone new."
Kiyohime studied him carefully.
"And now it looks like you're fully alive again. Let me see if I can sense your spirit."
She reached her hands out, her fingers glowing with soft magic as she closed her eyes.
Moments passed. A flicker of concern crossed her face.
"…I can't feel your spirit," she said quietly.
Adamus's expression didn't change.
"Maybe it's… unsensible now. Beyond detection. I don't know."
He looked down at his chest, then up at the stars.
"But I know it's still there. I'm still me… just changed."
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Adamus has reached a state few can comprehend let alone survive.
He has fully fused with the Om Mani Padme Hum Crystal, transforming his once green flames into a radiant, eternal gold. This change is not symbolic it is absolute.
His soul is now one with the Black Lotus: Sunyata the primordial void. There is no boundary between them.
He is Sunyata.
His very essence his spirit, his breath, his thoughts is emptiness incarnate. A walking paradox: a being of infinite force, forged from the purest nothingness.
Even his body has changed.
Every cell in his form has become Black Lotus matter fluid, ever-shifting, alive granting him the power to morph, adapt, and evolve at will.
And now even in his base form Adamus can tap into a fraction of the Black Lotus Wings' power, a force once reserved only for his ascended state. Though limited, even this glimpse of their strength bends the battlefield to his will.
He now carries the flames and crystal of the Omniverse a brilliance beyond comprehension fused with the essence of absolute emptiness.
He is the embodiment of paradox:
Existence and nonexistence. Form and void. Light and nothing.
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As they spoke, Ham passed by below the deck.
Hunter stood. "I'll be back," he said, heading down after her.
Adamus and Kiyohime remained, perched on the edge of the ark as it glided through the stars.
"You know," she said quietly, "that form of yours… it's impressive."
Adamus chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, it is. And I… got a few new powers with it."
He turned to her, his tone softening.
"But more importantly… how is Ravenna your grandfather? I thought you were part of the Samurai Nation."
Kiyohime's expression didn't change.
"I am," she said. "That's my adopted family. My real mother, Kuzunoha is a demon born in the Boundless Hell, the one that transcends all other hells across every hyperverse. And my father… was a monk."
She looked away.
"Ravenna… was my mother's father," she said quietly. "The ruler of the Boundless Hell."
Adamus's expression darkened. "I wish I'd known that before…"
Kiyohime raised an eyebrow. "How didn't you know? Don't you have the ability to see people's Parallel timelines? You have the Tenshi no Me, those golden eyes you can see anyone's life across infinite versions of themselves."
"I can," he admitted, gaze lowering. "But I don't use that power on my friends. I don't like… spying on people. That's not why I was given these eyes."
He tapped his chest.
"And even if I had looked… Ravenna still wants what's in here. The crystal, Om Mani Padme Hum Crystal, buried in my heart."
He clenched his fist.
"He wants me to suffer."
Kiyohime turned to him, watching in silence. In her mind, memories stirred ancient stories passed down in whispers from her true mother, Kuzunoha. Legends of a warrior wreathed in flame, a figure who battled evil across the omniverse. He wandered through religions, hyperverses, mythologies, universes and multiverses alike. Wherever he appeared, his fire didn't just burn it inspired. It united hope, ignited compassion, and awakened the will to stand and fight, even in the face of annihilation.
In that moment, she knew. This was him.
She finally spoke.
"My real mother used to tell me stories of Ravenna. How terrifying he was. How he destroyed everything. And how a great savior someone wrapped in golden fire rebuilt what was lost. She always said Ravenna would escape. And when he did, he'd scream and conquer everything again."
Adamus stared into the stars.
A tear ran down his cheek.
"I'm scared," he whispered. "Before I ever got these powers, I prayed for them. I begged 'Please, let me be strong enough to protect my family… my world.'"
His voice broke.
"But… I didn't know it would be like this. Every time I dream… Ravenna wins. Every time. He kills my mother in front of me. And those people down there chanting my name… am I really a hero? Or just someone they hope is one?"
Kiyohime reached out and held his hand.
"I've seen the compassion in you," she said. "The fire, too. If you can't beat him… no one can. I believe in you."
They looked at each other.
Their faces drew closer, breath mingling. Their eyes closed slowly.
Then
"We've got a problem."
Moses's voice cut through the stillness.
The two of them blinked, jerking apart, blushing as their hands slipped away.
They stood quickly, walking to the edge of the ark's bow.
There, something dark and massive loomed on the horizon.
Noah stood beside Moses. "Hunter's good with water, right?"
"Yeah," Kiyohime said.
Above the Ark…
Hunter, Ham, arrived at the top of the ship where the rest of the crew stood.
Adamus sat near the bow, still injured, but alert.
He looked up at Hunter. "You think you can move this water?"
Before Hunter could respond, Moses stepped in.
"Don't worry. We'll do it together. I can manipulate water too."
Adamus tried to rise, his body glowing faintly as he attempted to activate his golden eyes. But a jolt of pain surged through him and he collapsed to one knee. The crew quickly moved to support him.
"Relax," one said. "You're still hurt."
Adamus sat back down, frustrated but silent.
Moses stepped to the edge of the ship, his staff in hand.
"I've trained for this moment," he said. "These aren't normal waters."
The crew looked forward and then they saw it.
Floating in the vastness of space directly ahead was a colossal cosmic cloud so massive that it stretched far beyond the range of their vision.
The Sagittarius B2 Cloud.
A giant molecular storm of water vapor, dust, gas, and magical resonance. The sheer volume of condensed water within it was enough to drown planets. It wasn't just water it was fused with gravitational anomalies, antimatter pockets, and reality-bending magical fields. Around its edges, the laws of physics seemed to blur, shift, and pulse.
There was no visible end.
The cloud generated its own gravity wells and anti-gravity fields, layered with high-pressure energy currents and higher-dimensional resistance the kind only divine or cosmic beings could endure. The ambient tension in the air made it hard to breathe, even inside the ship.
"This cloud," Moses said, "could crush almost anything. There's enough condensed water, gravity, anti-gravity, and layered magic to tear through entire worlds… maybe even this Ark."
He turned to Hunter.
"You ready?"
Hunter's hands began to glow brilliant blue mixed with pure white energy. The aura of his faith ignited around him.
"I'm ready."
Together, they stepped forward.
Moses raised his staff high. Hunter held out his hands.
The titanic cloud began to stir.
At their command, a vortex slowly opened through the impossible mass of the Sagittarius B2 Cloud, forming a narrow corridor just wide enough for the Ark to pass through.
The ship began to glide forward, safe for now, surrounded on all sides by the churning energy of cosmic water.
Hours passed. Moses and Hunter continued manipulating the higher-dimensional water around the Ark until they finally reached the edge of the Sagittarius B2 Cloud. Adamus sat quietly, watching with Kiyohime beside him.
Noah's voice rang out across the deck, "We finally made it. That took hours... We're almost there. Almost to the center of the Hyperverse a few more planets to go."
Kiyohime nodded, her eyes scanning the distant stars. "Yes… finally. We'll be able to return to our Hyperverse."
From there, the crew continued their mission flying from planet to planet, rescuing people scattered across the space. They crossed between universes, gathering survivors, each new world bringing them closer to the Hyperverse's heart.
Adamus often protested, eager to help, but the crew insisted he rest. His wounds had not fully healed.
Weeks passed.
On one mission, after rescuing yet another planet, the crew gathered back on the Ark, exhausted. The long journey was wearing on them. Kiyohime stood on top of the boat as everyone walked down below deck.
"It's time to rest," she said softly, watching them disappear one by one.
As she began to follow them, she noticed Adamus was still sitting on the upper deck, gazing at the stars.
"Adamus," she called out gently, "What are you doing? You need to rest. You're still recovering."
"I'm fine," he said, his eyes not leaving the sky. "I'd rather fall asleep under the stars."
Kiyohime gave a small sigh. "Okay… But don't sneak off like you did yesterday. We caught you leaving the ship to run to other planets training in secret. You need to heal. Promise me you're not doing that again."
Adamus nodded with a faint smile. "I promise."
She turned and walked downstairs.
Alone now, Adamus rested his head on the bench, eyes still on the heavens above. "I'll be home soon… Mom, Dylan, Maria, my district… my country."
Then, his thoughts turned darker.
"My nightmares... they're never going to come true. Hopefully this time when I sleep… the nightmares are different."
Slowly, Adamus drifted into sleep.
Soft footsteps crept up the stairs.
Inanna emerged quietly, watching him from a distance. Inside her mind, Lucifer's voice echoed from a higher-dimensional plane.
"This is your chance. Kill him. Kill him before he reaches the center of the Hyperverse. We cannot allow it."
As he spoke, he stood in a throne-like chamber beyond comprehension gazing down at a massive, floating chessboard. The pieces shimmered like stars, each representing individuals, armies, or entire universes. His long fingers hovered over the black pieces, tapping one gently the piece that represented Inanna as it moved across the board.
Below, the game unfolded.
The fate of reality teetered on this move.
Lucifer summoned a blade before her its hilt red, shaped like the mouth of a snarling dragon, the blade forged from Satan's own flame: the Breath of the Dragon, a weapon so powerful it could erase souls from reality itself.
Inanna took the sword into her hands and whispered, "Yes, Master."
She crept toward Adamus.
He lay still. His eyes remained closed. She raised the blade over him, aiming straight for his heart and struck.
But the moment she moved, golden life strings shot out from Adamus's body, snatching the blade mid-air while he was still asleep.
Inanna's eyes widened. "Impossible! He's… asleep?!"
She screamed, pushing harder, forcing the blade downward with both hands. The resistance woke Adamus. His eyes blinked open dim, glowing gold but she had already begun cutting through the life strings.
Just as the blade was about to pierce him
CLANG!
A weapon appeared between them: Shi no Tanjo The Birth of Death, Kiyohime's blade.
Kiyohime landed beside Adamus, her full power awakened. Her eyes glowed a deep violet Toki no Me, the Eyes of Time. The blade turned on its own, retaliating against Inanna, slashing through the air as she was forced back and thrown from the Ark, tumbling through space.
The blade returned to Kiyohime, hovering silently at her side.
She stood firm next to Adamus.
He struggled to sit up, eyes still dull. "Thanks... I would've been dead if not for you."
"When I was downstairs, I felt something was wrong," she said. "You stay here. I'll deal with her."
"I can help," Adamus said, trying to push himself up.
But Kiyohime turned, her expression firm. "No. You're too weak right now."
Above the Ark, Inanna hovered silently in the void. The cursed sword still gripped in her hand distorted the space around it warping reality with every flicker of its cursed flame. The stars behind her dimmed, flickering like dying embers.
Kiyohime looked up at her, eyes narrowing. "What do you want? Why did you try to kill him?"
Inanna said nothing. Just floated there silent, eyes burning.
Kiyohime's voice sharpened. "Not going to talk? That's fine. I know a few spells that'll make you sing like a bird."
Adamus reached out and grabbed her gently by the shoulders. "Wait… before you attack. Let me use my Tenshi no Me, Angel Eyes."
Kiyohime frowned. "Don't. You'll burn too much energy you're still recovering."
"I know," Adamus said, his gaze sharpening. "But I've been using my life strings since the moment this started. They're invisible right now, but some of them have already reached other planets, absorbing energy. I feel alright."
She hesitated, then nodded. "Okay. Then tell me what your eyes see."
Adamus's golden eyes already lit with divine fire flared brighter. Energy absorbed from several distant planets surged into him, stabilizing his body though he remained bruised and battered.
His eyes pierced through Inanna's essence through every version of her across the Hyperverse, tracking her life string across all parallel realities and even into realms of nonexistence.
At that very moment, in a higher-dimensional plane, Satan sat frozen, staring at the hyperverse chessboard.
"How... how can he see me?" he whispered.
Across from him, Lucifer rose in frustration.
From the other end of the board, a radiant figure spoke calmly the Holy Spirit.
"This will soon be checkmate."
"Shut your mouth!" Lucifer snarled, slamming his fist on the board. "You're not winning! I don't care if your Father destroys this Hyperverse I will not lose!"
Back in the battlefield…
Adamus turned to Kiyohime, breathing heavily. "That's not a girl… That's a demon. And someone's watching us from afar."
Kiyohime tensed. "Someone sent her? Who? Who are you seeing?"
Adamus's golden eyes, Tenshi no Me burned deeper. "His name… is Lucifer."
Inanna's head jerked, and her voice suddenly changed deeper, demonic. Lucifer was speaking through her, using her body as a vessel.
"You're not reaching the center of the Hyperverse," she hissed. "You die here."
With Immeasurable speed ×10, she shot forward, the cursed sword trailing a tail of red-black flame.
Adamus threw up his hand a golden flame-forged shield flared to life, forming a dome of divine fire. The impact sent both Adamus and Kiyohime hurtling into space, protected by the shield.
They flew far from the Ark spinning into the stars, their bodies cushioned by the barrier.
And Inanna was coming after them blade first, screaming like a falling star.
Adamus's golden shield flickered then vanished, absorbed back into his body.
Kiyohime floated beside him, her eyes sharp as she watched Inanna barrel toward them like a comet of death. With a breath, she activated her Toroidal Energy, warping the very fabric of space around her body.
Inanna arrived in a flash blades clashing with Kiyohime's in a burst of divine sparks that shattered the silence of the void.
"Impressive. Nice sword," Inanna sneered before slamming her forehead into Kiyohime's, then jamming her cursed blade into Kiyohime's chest.
Blood spilled from Kiyohime's mouth. Adamus screamed.
"No!"
He tried to move his body screaming in agony but he could only float.
Inanna flashed beside him, her hand around his throat, lifting him up with cruel ease.
"You're not as impressive as I thought," she said coldly, Lucifer speaking through her. "I was worried for nothing."
Choking, Adamus strained, "So… you've been… following us?"
Inanna laughed, her voice dripping with mockery. "Following? That's an understatement."
Her eyes gleamed with malicious pride.
"I am the world. Every universe in this Hyperverse you've visited? Just pieces on my chessboard. Every trial, every fight you think it was random? The Seven Deadly Sins? The Pharaohs? All I had to do was move a single piece, and the rest played out."
She leaned in closer, blade pulsing with cursed power.
"But you kept surviving. So now I'm here to end it myself."
"You're a monster," Adamus rasped. "Twisting free will into a game."
Inanna's smirk widened. "It is a game."
In the higher-dimensional plane, Lucifer moved a piece across the universal chessboard and hissed at the Holy Spirit across from him:
"Checkmate."
But back on the battlefield
"Mutation Realm... Kūhaku Uwabami Void Serpent."
A monstrous tail smashed into Inanna mid-sentence, sending her hurling through space. She slammed into a planet, cratering it on impact.
Adamus, coughing, looked up eyes wide.
A colossal serpent, blacker than oblivion itself, emerged from the void. It was endless in length, thick as a mountain. Atop its head stood Kiyohime, glowing with life.
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When Kiyohime summoned Mutation Realm… Kūhaku Uwabami, the Void Serpent, the world itself seemed to shudder. Its size depended entirely on the amount of energy she poured into it sometimes the size of a mountain, other times, stretching far beyond the horizon. But the serpent possessed a far more dangerous trait: its length warped with the very fabric of the area around it.
The more space it had to stretch into, the longer it became. In vast environments dimensions, realms, or even void plains it would seem infinite, its body coiling endlessly until the terrain itself was swallowed in its black, spiked coils. A true mutation of space and form, the Void Serpent was a weapon not just of destruction, but of spatial domination.
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"Your wound…" Adamus gasped. "You're healed? And that thing what is it?"
Kiyohime's voice rang out, calm but mighty.
"When my sword, Shi no Tanjō: The Birth of Death, reaches full power… I transcend life and death. My body rewrites the fact that I was ever wounded."
But before another word could pass, Inanna was already in motion, recovered and moving at immeasurable speed ×10. Twin blades flashing, she carved through the void serpent's coils and rocketed toward them like a storm of razors.
Kiyohime blocked the attack mid-air. Their battle resumed sword against sword, serpent striking and tail smashing, while Inanna countered with precision, cutting reality itself. Planets shattered. The multiverse trembled.
On the ground, Adamus knelt in pain, golden energy leaking from his body.
"I still have energy… but I can't move," he muttered, blood at his lips.
Then an idea.
He summoned his Life Strings, golden threads still feeding off energy from moons, planets, even nearby stars. The strings wrapped around his limbs, dragging his broken body upright. He winced, but he stood.
And then he ran.
Flames burst from him. With Velocity Sync activated, time blurred. Golden fire spiraled behind him as he surged toward the clashing women.
Kiyohime cried out, her arm sliced cleanly off by Inanna
but it instantly regrew, burning with spiritual regeneration.
Then
Adamus struck.
His fist, wrapped in every drop of energy he could summon, cracked forward like the judgment of a god. He hit Inanna square in the chest, sending her hurling through dozens of uninhabited planets. They exploded in her wake, cosmic shockwaves echoing through space.
Inanna finally crashed into a dead world, rubble falling around her. As she rose from the crater, she saw them standing above.
Adamus, kneeling once more, life strings flickering and fading.
"Give up," he said through shallow breaths. "We're not trying to fight you."
Inanna laughed, her blade shimmering with apocalyptic fury.
"You're too weak. You've already lost."
Kiyohime stepped forward, sword raised but calm.
"Why?" she asked. "Why try to stop us from reaching the center of the hyperverse? We're just trying to get home."
Still possessed by Satan, Inanna's voice came through layered with echoes.
"You're lying. I've seen fragments of the future. It's blurry… but you help the Archangels. And I can't allow that."
Her red eyes flared. "I am the ruler of this hyperverse. I am the author. And every time I write the story… they will lose. I am the world. And you… you are invaders."
She charged.
But Kiyohime's Toki no Me the purple eye of time flared open. Temporal energy twisted, and Inanna froze mid-strike, blade inches from Adamus.
She shattered the hold in seconds
but Kiyohime was faster, intercepting the blow with her blade, knocking Inanna across the field with a surge of Toroidal Energy.
Then she turned to Adamus.
"Stay here. I'll finish this."
And without hesitation, she launched herself forward, sword in hand, hair streaking like comet-fire
rushing into the storm, as the Void Serpent hovered above them all, an ancient titan watching the clash unfold below.
Adamus watched, breathing hard, pain racking his limbs.
"I have energy... but I can't move," he muttered.
Then he remembered. The Black Lotus. The dimensional cards.
"If I could summon them in that form... maybe I can do it In my regular form too.."
He gritted his teeth As his golden flames surround him. "Dimension Ascension."
Golden geometric shapes appeared around his hands five cards materializing in the air. He scanned them.
"I don't even know how to choose them yet… they're random."
He grabbed one.
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Dimension Ascensions Adamus's link to something far beyond mortal reach.
With it, he summons higher-dimensional forces sealed inside radiant golden cards known as the Codex. Each card is a mystery. Some summon warriors carved from starlight. Others unleash spells, weapons, potions, or traps that twist the laws of reality.
Some are boundless, powerful enough to shift the fate of entire universes.
Others? Weak. Broken. Useless.
He doesn't control the draw. Not yet.
Each summon is a gamble. A whisper from the higher realms. A card of fate played by a soul still learning what he truly holds.
A golden glow erupted from the card, revealing a tall warrior in white and gold armor, long ears and a bow of pure light. The card read:
Dhanurdhara.
"I summon you!"
The warrior burst into action pulling back his golden bow and launching arrow after arrow at Inanna.
Inanna was pinning Kiyohime to the ground when the arrows struck piercing her side, her legs, her shoulder.
She turned, furious, to see Adamus standing, cards in hand, the summon beside him.
"You again!?"
She fired a blast from her sword Adamus ducked, but the blast annihilated his summon.
Panting, Adamus looked at his remaining cards.
He picked one and dropped it In front him.
The card vanished into the ground.
He collapsed again, pretending to be more wounded than he was.
Inanna landed beside him, laughing as she approached.
"You're done. You can barely move. You're a dead man."
But the moment she stepped on the exact spot where Adamus dropped the card it lit up, golden energy surging beneath her.
Adamus grinned.
"You activated my trap card."
Chains exploded upward binding her arms, legs, and waist. Golden light coiled around her, wrapping her in divine energy.
Inanna screamed as the chains crushed down, forcing her to drop her weapon.
Kiyohime rushed in blade glowing with fury.
She plunged it into Inanna's back.
"This fight is over," she whispered.
Blood spilled from Inanna's mouth as she gasped body writhing, fading beneath the divine grip of blade and chains.
Inanna, blood running from her mouth, began to laugh softly at first, then louder, almost manic.
"Impressive… power. These chains… I can't break them. How…? The weight feels… boundless."
Adamus stood over her, golden cards still glowing faintly in his hands. "Just give up. The fight is over."
But Inanna's eyes gleamed with malice.
"This is your final warning," she hissed, Lucifer's voice laced beneath her own. "When you reach the center, you'd better leave my Hyperverse of Israel and return to your own. There's nothing you can do to help the archangels. Their fate is sealed. I am the author of this verse. They lose every time. And nothing you do will change that."
Kiyohime stepped forward, blade still bloodstained.
"No one's here to fight in your war. We don't even know what an archangel is. We're just trying to get home. I'm tired of hearing your voice."
She looked upward toward her massive black serpent still floating in the stars above.
"Kūhaku Uwabami," she spoke mentally.
The serpent obeyed.
Its enormous mouth opened, and its titanic tongue descended like a shadow from the heavens reaching toward the chained Inanna.
Adamus deactivated the dimensional card. The golden chains faded, just as the serpent's tongue wrapped around Inanna, binding her tightly.
Inanna screamed, still possessed, still furious.
"It's not over!" she roared as the serpent began to lift her.
"This is your last warning! I will kill everyone you love! Everyone! Leave my Hyperverse or suffer annihilation!"
And with that, the serpent swallowed her whole.
Silence.
Adamus and Kiyohime stood still in the void, their forms outlined by distant starlight.
The serpent's eyes flickered and then the massive being dissolved into particles, vanishing from existence.
Kiyohime exhaled. "We've got a big problem."
She turned to Adamus, her voice calm but troubled.
"From what I heard... if what she said is true if he can actually write the narrative of this story… If he's been manipulating everyone we've met every enemy, every trial then this Lucifer... he's more dangerous than anything we've faced."
She looked up into the dark again. "And that wasn't even really him. That was just someone he was controlling."
Adamus nodded grimly. "I agree. Let's hope we never see the real one."
He turned, his golden eyes scanning the stars until they settled on the drifting silhouette of Noah's Ark.
"Let's get back to the ship. Fast."
Together, he and Kiyohime ran through space. Behind them, the golden threads of Adamus's life strings shimmered faintly like strands of destiny left behind in their wake.
As they neared the ark, they saw the crew in a frenzy shouting, running, checking the deck.
Then suddenly, Hunter flew up, cutting through the starlit dark. "Where the hell have y'all been?! We felt the entire universe shake. That was you, wasn't it?"
They landed on the deck, breathing heavily. The crew surrounded them as Adamus and Kiyohime began to explain.
By the end of the tale, the silence was heavy.
Hunter folded his arms. "So... Lucifer. Satan himself. Has been watching us the whole time."
From the wheel at the bow, Noah spoke calmly. His hands still gripped the helm as he guided the ark through the cosmic currents.
"I'm not surprised. He's the fallen one."
Adamus shook his head. "It doesn't matter. He's not going to stop us. We're getting to the center. We're going to make it home. And you all you're going to reach the land of milk and honey."
His golden eyes flared for a moment. "When I looked at him with the Tenshi no Me... I felt it. He fears us. Even he knows what we are."
The crew nodded, but their expressions were no longer relaxed. From that moment on, they were all on edge. Every planet. Every dimension. Every silence was suspicious.
Weeks passed. The ark moved from universe to universe, gathering species and survivors from countless worlds, drawing closer to the center.
Finally Adamus's wounds had healed.
Below deck, the rescued beings of the hyperverse of Israel rested in the ark's infinite lower chambers.
Noah's voice echoed across the ship.
"This is the final planet. After this, we set course for the center. One day away."
Adamus stood tall, golden flames surrounding his body. He activated his divine eyes and disappeared with a thunderous crack of light.
One by one, he grabbed the creatures from the last planet infusing them with his golden flames to protect them from the warp-speed trip.
When he returned to the ark, he hovered above the deck and said, "I think that's everyone."
He scanned the entire planet with his golden gaze.
Then he stopped.
"Wait… I sense one more."
Without another word, he vanished.
He landed near a cave, his golden aura dimming just slightly. He called out gently, "Hey… I'm here to help. The planet's going to be destroyed soon by the End Time energy. But we can protect you. My name is Vajra "
Suddenly a wave of black and purple energy surged from within the cave, slamming Adamus through the rock wall and skidding him across the dirt.
He groaned, standing slowly.
A figure emerged from the shadows grotesque and abominable, something carved from nightmares. He stood six feet tall, a disturbing fusion of man and insect. Buzzing, translucent wings twitched behind him, coated in a sickly membrane. His skin was a deep, oily black, slick like rotting tar, and his gaunt face was riddled with countless glowing red eyes, layered across his cheeks, forehead, and even his throat each blinking independently, scanning the world in trembling paranoia.
Tiny, jagged horns curled backward from his temples, like malformed antennae. His mouth stretched unnaturally wide, filled with rows of dagger-like teeth, yellowed and glistening with saliva. As he stepped forward, flies erupted from his shoulders and back, swarming the air around him like a living cloak.
He looked like death that had learned to walk. A concept born of decay, madness, and guilt.
"Stay away from me!" the creature screamed. "Lucifer sent you, didn't he?! I can feel your energy! You're a concept one of the sins, aren't you?!"
Adamus raised a hand slowly. "No… I'm not with them. Lucifer didn't send me. How do you know him?"
"You're lying!" the creature hissed. "Get away!"
"I'm not. We're here to help. The planet is about to collapse from the pressure of the end times. You have to come with us"
Suddenly, the air shimmered.
Noah, Moses, Hunter, and Kiyohime appeared flying and sprinting to Adamus's side.
Kiyohime narrowed her eyes. "You messed with the wrong crew."
Everyone took their stance.
"Stop!" Adamus said. "We don't have to fight."
He looked back at the creature. "We're trying to help. The Father the true God of this hyperverse is collapsing everything. We're saving what we can."
The creature's eyes trembled. "Noah's Ark… so it finally came."
"You know me?" Noah asked, stepping forward.
The creature smiled faintly. "Of course I do. I know many things. I was there at the beginning."
He lowered his head. "Forgive me. My name is Beelzebub, Lord of the Flies."
Adamus stepped forward, golden light flickering faintly in his eyes.
"You mentioned Lucifer. You know him?"
Kiyohime narrowed her gaze.
"And how do we know you're not just another puppet under his control? Another piece on his board?"
Beelzebub worn, ancient nodded slowly.
" I am not one of his ponds. He has been searching for me for decades, I can hide my energy away from him but If I had to guess… He's been watching You guys. Probably since the moment you left your realm."
He looked away, jaw clenched.
"But the last thing I would ever do… is serve him."
He exhaled, voice low with regret.
"Lucifer is what he is… because of me."
Moses blinked. "Wait. You made Lucifer?"
"I tried to teach him the nature of reality," Beelzebub whispered. "And instead… I made a monster."
Adamus crossed his arms. "Tell us the story. On the ark. We don't have time."
Beelzebub backed away. "No. I'd rather stay here. Let this body die with the world. I've caused enough damage. I'm a concept I'll be reborn in another form. Let this one rot."
"You're like the sins," Adamus said.
Beelzebub looked at Adamus, his red eyes dim with memory.
"Yes… only Faith and I escaped the wrath of Lucifer and the sins," he said quietly. "The others weren't so lucky."
His voice hardened, echoing the weight of centuries.
"The sins hunted us across the ages devouring other concepts, absorbing their essence. They grew stronger, crueler."
He turned his gaze fully on Adamus now.
"When you first entered my cave… I felt it. That energy burning around you raw, pure, conceptual. I thought the hunt was finally over."
A long breath.
"I thought Lucifer had found me at last. I thought you were one of them… or his creation. One of the sins come to finish the job."
Kiyohime narrowed her eyes. "So you really won't come?"
"No. But… I can give you something."
"What?"
Beelzebub looked up, his multiple eyes glinting.
"The truth about Lucifer. His origin. His weaknesses. The mistakes I made. If you truly intend to face him, then you must understand how he became the fallen one."
The crew exchanged glances.
Narrator
"It is time to uncover the truth.
To hear the tale of Lucifer.
To understand the fall of a star…
And the fate of the Hyperverse of Israel."